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For someone so appalled by the idea of internal organs and our flesh, I spend a lot of time having surgery and becoming acquainted with them. The universe has a perverse sense of humor I guess. But today feels a little better maybe? I had a bit of a rage cry yesterday, not being able to do things and feeling like absolute hell for reasons the drugs couldn't touch. I'm hoping that passes and maybe I'll have another cry. But my friends, you have all been so good to me. I owe everyone a million thank yous and replies.

How can I possibly have a pimple given the amount of antibiotics and vitamins I'm taking? Yuck. That's my ridiculous oily skin. I can only hope it rewards me with a lack of wrinkles later in life or something.

I wouldn't trade this for anything though.